Eyes Up Here

"Dude, eyes up here," James nudged his friend on the shoulder.  His friend momentarily glanced up. "Can you stop looking at your breasts for ten seconds?"

"You wouldn't understand," Max returned his gaze to his breasts, mesmerized by their jiggling with every step across the beach.

"Just because I'm gay doesn't have anything to do with this. Excuse us," James apologized to the family the two  passed. "The Metamorphose was three months ago, haven't you've had enough of your tits already?"

Max ignored his friend and kept on watching his breasts bounce in his new bikini, occasionally focusing on his feet so he wouldn't trip of anything.

"Max!"

"This is the first time I've seen the girls in this outfit, let me enjoy the moment."

"Max!"

"Jesus dude, calm your tits."

"Max!"

"What is it?" Max looked up, and immediately felt his leg get caught on something. His momentum continued forward but his leg was stuck. The former man felt gravity take over and pull him downwards towards a giant sandcastle. "Ooff," he said taking a mouthful of sand. The children around him gasped and whined. Max rolled onto his back to see James extending his arm out. Max took his friend's hand.

"Maybe you should wait until we sit down to enjoy the view next time," James said.

"Yeah, maybe your right," Max said whipping the sand off his body.

"I think I see a spot right over there," James began walking forward. This time Max kept his eyes in front of him, he could enjoy his breasts once he laid down.